Chapter 146: Olive's Poison Test

Director Hudson looked at Pamela with admiration. A strict man, Hudson favored only good students.

“Pamela,” he said, “I didn’t expect you to master the ancient acupuncture method. You saved Mrs. Robert. I’ll remember this. Keep working hard; I’m very optimistic about your future.”

The clinic staff quickly carried the old woman to a wheelchair and drove her to the VIP observation room.

“Pamela, you sealed acupuncture points with a golden needle! You’re amazing! So talented!”

“This achievement will raise our school’s standards!”

The students praised Pamela effusively. She felt immensely proud, certain the director would announce her achievement to all medical practitioners, instantly propelling her career to new heights.

She was enjoying the compliments when a slender figure approached. Olive had returned. She hadn't been able to get the water. Upon arrival, she saw a crowd; the old lady was gone.

“Here I am! Guess what? I just saved an old lady!”

Olive was dumbfounded, quickly realizing Pamela had taken credit for saving the woman. The old lady had been sent to the intensive care unit. Relieved, Olive looked at Pamela, lips pursed.

“Pamela, you're amazing! What did you do?”

“I used a golden needle to seal the acupuncture points!”

Seeing Pamela’s smug expression, Olive laughed.

One student shouted angrily, “Olive, you only graduated from high school! You wouldn't know what a golden needle is!”

“It’s made of pure gold, very soft. Few in the medical community can control it. Gold acupuncture is an ancient, mysterious, and dangerous technique capable of saving patients from the brink of death.”

The students patiently explained. Pamela watched, anticipating Olive's shame. Instead, Olive laughed loudly.

Everyone was shocked. They concluded Olive was crazy.

Pamela’s expression changed. “Olive, what are you laughing at?”

Olive shook her head, laughing until satisfied. Then, she said, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it. You should be applauded, Pamela. I applaud your selfless service!” She clapped sarcastically.

Pamela clenched her fists. Olive had not only ignored her but mocked her.

“Olive, are you jealous?”

Olive withdrew, saying, “I’m sorry, I have to go. You all continue. Goodbye.” She left.

Pamela, furious, wanted to grab Olive’s hair. She felt helpless.

“Pamela, Olive is weird. Ignore her.”

“Just wait, the whole world will praise you!”

Pamela’s mood improved. She glared in Olive’s direction.

Olive returned to the pharmacy; Divine rushed in.

“Olive, this is bad!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Pamela saved an old lady this morning, sealing acupuncture points with a golden needle!”

Olive remained calm. “Oh, really?”

Divine was uneasy. “Olive, that’s a huge achievement!”

Olive gathered herbs. “Divine, I understand. You don’t need to be so loud.”

“But Pamela is the first in LA to do this! Director Hudson is planning a commendation ceremony. Medical reporters are preparing interviews. The institute plans to host Pamela live online!”

“Oh,” Olive murmured.

Divine stomped her foot. “How could Pamela be so powerful? Even the dean can’t do that!”

Olive remained unmoved. Pamela’s commendation party was underway.

That evening, Olive smiled, successfully extracting the mandala flower poison—bright, extremely poisonous. She reached for it, but a long, fair hand grabbed her wrist.

This cleaned-up version addresses grammar, punctuation, and sentence structure issues, improving the overall flow and readability of the passage. It also removes the repetitive nature of some phrasing. The title was also added for clarity.